I Am Not Really Related

"Five people. Is there anything else?" Chrollo Lucilfer asked calmly.

On the side, there was a hint of complexity in Machi Komacine's eyes. In her heart, she recognized Akatsuki even more. After all, she had seen everything that Akatsuki had done for Meteor City.

In addition, she had gone back to Meteor City over the years and saw the unimaginable huge change in Sixth Street.

Therefore, in terms of personal feelings, she was not willing to attack Akatsuki for the 2 billion.

But since it was Chrollo Lucilfer who made the decision, she could not allow herself to say anything against it.

But at this moment, Hisoka Morow, who had been invisible for a long time, suddenly chuckled. He raised his arm and said, "If you add me, would it be 6?"

No one would have thought that Hisoka Morow would raise his hand at this time.

Perhaps it was purely because he thought it was fun, or perhaps it was because he had some kind of bad taste, or perhaps it was because he had his own reasons.

Who knows?

Hisoka Morow, this guy, had always been an unfathomable pervert since he joined.

Chrollo Lucilfer really looked at Hisoka Morow, his brows slightly wrinkled, and then quickly smoothed out.

"Since that's the case, then that's the only way."

As he spoke, he took out a gold spider coin from his pocket. It was a coin that the members of the regiment specifically used to solve problems of opinions.

Since it was a 6 on 6, then it was naturally suitable to use this rule.

Leave everything to fate to decide.

Ding!

The spider coin was thrown high into the air, and under the deliberate cover of Chrollo Lucilfer, it finally landed on the back of his hand.

"Yes!"

Machi Komacine, who had an astonishing intuition, spoke first.

Thus, the only choice left for Chrollo Lucilfer was the opposite side.

When Chrollo Lucilfer raised his hand, everyone's gazes fell upon the exquisite spider coin.

"The front, then this mission is canceled. Dismiss."

Seeing that it was the front, Chrollo Lucilfer immediately said straightforwardly, and then put the spider coin back into her pocket.

In terms of intuition, Machi Komacine had once again become a Super God!

The Phantom Troupe had given up on the mission and avoided a disaster at the same time.

When the battle was over, everyone except Chrollo Lucilfer had left, but there was a guy who had returned.

"Are you waiting for me, Leader?"

The familiar frivolous tone sounded again. Under the illumination Hisoka Morow's slender figure was elongated again.

"I want to hear your reason for opposing this mission alone." Chrollo Lucilfer said as she repeatedly stroked the book.

"Reason? Do you want to hear the truth or not?"

"Fake."

"'That person' is my prey. I will not allow anyone to snatch him away."

"Do you know him?"

"Not only did I live on Meteor City, but I think I know more than you do."

"Then what is the real reason for your objection?"

"For an opportunity."

"What opportunity?"

"This is an opportunity. You and I will face each other, and no one will disturb us."

The air seemed to suddenly freeze, and the pressure made it hard for people to breathe.

However, Chrollo Lucilfer still had the same expression as before. "The rules of the regiment forbid killing between members, so you should know what the consequences are."

Although he said this, Hisoka Morow was so excited that he almost couldn't suppress the killing intent in his body.

Right now, he only wanted to kill Chrollo Lucilfer, or be beaten to death by Chrollo Lucilfer.

However, when he suddenly took a step forward, something unexpected happened.

Chi...

The leg that he took forward actually broke just like that, and blood immediately spurted out.

"Line?"

After being stained with his blood, Hisoka Morow lowered his head and finally saw what had cut off his calf.

"Machi Komacine arranged it before he left. She was probably worried that I would gather the rest of the people to carry out a private operation. So I wasn't waiting for you. I just couldn't leave for the time being."

Chrollo Lucilfer flipped open the book once more and confirmed that it was really a book.

Hisoka Morow, who had lost a leg for no reason, suddenly looked gloomy.

But immediately, the broken leg moved on its own and was reconnected to the broken part.

It looked perfect, but Hisoka Morow knew that it was just an illusion of forcibly sticking together with Chrollo Lucilfer, who could freely extend and retract.

In the case of missing a leg, his killing intent was completely restrained, and then he found a place to sit down.

After a while, Machi Komacine's petite figure appeared again.

When she saw Hisoka Morow, her eyes were full of vigilance. She could not understand why Chrollo Lucilfer had kept this dangerous fellow.

"They all left?"

Chrollo Lucilfer closed the book and looked up.

"Yes."

Machi Komacine nodded as she withdrew all the threads that were placed around Chrollo Lucilfer.

In fact, she knew that this method could not prevent Chrollo Lucilfer from leaving.

So she was only doing this to express her attitude.

Chrollo Lucilfer was well aware, so she chose to cooperate.

As they walked past each other, Chrollo Lucilfer said to Machi Komacine, "The rules of the regiment were personally made by me, so since you guessed correctly the coin, I will give up this mission this time. However, there won't be a next time."

"Oh, right, Machi Komacine's leg, remember to help him get it back."

After speaking, Chrollo Lucilfer walked out of the abandoned warehouse and gradually disappeared into the moonlight.

Machi Komacine was undoubtedly a member of Chrollo Lucilfer, but it was precisely because of this that she tried her best to persuade Chrollo Lucilfer to give up on this mission.

Her personal senses were only one aspect. She just did not want any companions to die in front of her.

"Didn't you already leave? Why did you come back?"

Machi Komacine looked at Hisoka Morow, her eyes cold.

"Oh, I suddenly remembered that I didn't say good night to the Leader, so..."

Swish!

An incomparably tough silk thread directly wrapped around Hisoka Morow's neck. With just a slight movement, a string of blood seeped out.

"I don't care what you want to do, but I won't allow you to attack the regiment commander."

"So will you kill me? That is to violate the rules of the regiment?"

Her life was clearly in the hands of the other party, and as long as Machi Komacine exerted force, her head would fall to the ground.

However, Hisoka Morow was still calm, and he even asked a rhetorical question to provoke Machi Komacine.

Machi Komacine really wanted to send this fellow to hell right now, but she could not bear the consequences.

She did not want to betray the group, nor did she want to leave her companions.

So in the end, she silently withdrew her perception thread, leaving only a circle of blood on Hisoka Morow's neck.

Seeing this, Hisoka Morow's smile became even brighter, becoming more and more abnormal.

"Then I'll have to trouble you with what happens next. I believe you have also heard the captain's previous 'order'."

Hisoka Morow asked for his broken leg and sent it to the ugly looking Machi Komacine with a smile.